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The shouting and punched-out walls flashed in Heather’s mind. Her fists clenched.

“Heather, a wife’s supposed to submit; we are not our own; to follow Christ we must pick up our crosses. Go back home to Mike.”

A shouting match ensued. “I’m leaving him”, Heather shouted, storming out of the office. She got into her car, where she punched the steering wheel and broke down crying. “O God, show me where to go”, she prayed.